Everyone was sitting quietly in the Palace of Marriage on the Square of Fire in O’Delvays City. The bride and the groom and all their guests were listening to the words of the consecrator. Suddenly the silence of this holy moment was interrupted. Everyone was turning around. Was there a rival of the groom who wanted to prevent the beautiful bride from marrying the young warrior who was now looking at the door with a shocked expression: there was no rival, there was a horde of Magmars. Read more

Some people hunt Kretches, others chase down Cerebhound, and this warrior decided to pick crazy Zarlogs as their prey! The whole Ogriy admires their bravery and strength, and during the celebration this hero will be welcomed everywhere.